Saturday morning
I bolt awake
Oh ****
I'm late
I'm up
Throwing on
Clothes
Digging in piles
Looking for my keys
My hair is all over
I smell...
Unkempt
Why do I smell like a party? Like smoke?
There is no time to waste
I'm out the front door
I scream inside at the devil sun
There across the yard I see someone
My neighbor Dave
Having a smoke
It's gonna be one hell of a
saturday ain't it?
I stop and stare
Confused
and then

Yeah Dave.
So far it's been a real *****
I go back inside my cave
Lurking in the cool darkness
I find my bed and pull off my pants
Back to sleep
On Saturday morning